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Hiatus

Hullo!

Heyo, I’m going on a trip to Japan/Korea over the summer and I’ll probably be on hiatus until I get settled in Korea (so, the end of July?), but I’ll try to get on from time to time in Japan on mobile! Anyhow, sorry I wasn’t very active, I’ve been busy with personal things and I just didn’t want to spill things over onto tumblr where they don’t belong.

Anyhow, I promise to try and be more active, really, and feel free to hit my inbox. I’ll try to check it every night in Japan.

But thanks in advance, and I’ll be seeing you all later ~

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You are very terrible at dancing. It seems being a magician doesn't help you improve, eh?

At least I’m better at dancing than you. And, oh wait, I’m better at everything else too.

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you're so hot I wanna marry you (｡♥‿♥｡)

(づ￣ ³￣)づ  C’mere so I can kiss you all over!

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There are moments when time stills, completely void of not action or words, but instead the simple meaning of “here.” In the ripple of time she had created, she existed no longer, but instead blended in with the magic around her; this was a powerful demon she was summoning, something more than what her magic is able to power, and thus the magic required another living spirit.

Black dots danced within her eyes in an instant, the warped energy swarmed around the circle and herself before dissipating in only an instant. Dust flew, suspended, hanging within the closed cavity before falling to the ground all at once in the presence of the new summon -- her familiar -- her demon. The circle seeps into the ground as well, its previous white lines blurred, turning red like the blood that dripped down a cut on her arm and into the ground and-- and-- it finished.

The summoning had finished, and the remnants of blood and magic gone before her very eyes, and there, on the floor, lay the creature she had summoned.

“I made a mistake?”

What she had expected to be a squirrel, a non-threatening creature, had instead come in the form of a bat; it’s features, oddly grotesque and adorable at the same time, peaked upwards at her. The dog-like ears flapped as its snout raised in the air, its arms clumsily flapping about before resting -- tired -- in the center of the blurred circle. Miyuki stumbles backwards, her back hitting the floor painfully as the last of her strength in sapped, the perplexity of thoughts disappearing behind the veil of exhaustion and blood loss that empties her body and pools into a shallow puddle below her. There’s not a lot of blood, not enough to kill her at least, but she’s light-headed and dizzy, a side-effect that wasn’t supposed to occur.

Another failure to add up to her previous ones already.

“Welcome to the living, demon,” she mumbles anyways, too numb to feel anything besides the exhaustion seeping into her bones. “You’re my familiar now.” 

Miracles and Travesties ||  Sayanxe / Mxrukii

In a room full of nothing but white, empty with only Sayaka living within a man appeared before her for the first time. She couldn’t recall for how long she has been trapped within the dull world, couldn’t count the time as it was difficult to separate days from nights, but the stranger, donning a ripped cloak with a long wooden staff in his right hand, spoke to her about time. Of how a circle would paint the white world blue and in a tone of a father telling his child a story, he told Sayaka the story about the circle.

Two days after their meeting, it would appear right where he stood and if desired, it would grant her the chance to escape the hell she was locked within. But sinners aren’t meant for rewards, and Sayaka of all people doesn’t deserve a chance. For this, she would be given a consequence upon leaving the world she had been locked in and once she has done her escape, will be stripped from all of her probability into ever becoming a human.

She had waited long enough for her so-called reincarnation, or so Sayaka believed, and with the two days given to her to think, she pondered for as long as she could. The room she was currently in – this dull, pathetic world – it drove her crazy to a point where she believed she would be mad should another week past and with that as her reason, as her excuse to believe the man whom she believes to be the devil, Sayaka eagerly waited for the circle.

When it appeared, she wasted no time to step inside and much like the attractive tone of electric blue it emitted, her body slowly grew numb as though electricity truly ran throughout her nerves. And then it began to hurt; a sensation that equaled of having her body ripped apart. She stood still, but her limbs felt as though they were being stretched, only to be pushed together as though forcing them to shrink. Sayaka cried in pain, regretting her foolishness, 

But in an instant, as soon as everything turned to black, the pain disappeared as though it was never there to begin with.

Finding the strength to finally open her eyes, Sayaka finally saw a tone other than light. A room that smelled of mold and age and – she took a deep breath in, relishing herself of the scent even if it wasn’t as pleasant as she hoped her first breath would be. And it took her a minute longer to finally realize that she wasn’t alone. A face soon coming into her view, huge like a giant and though Sayaka wanted to scream, no voice escaped.

She was a sinner that doesn’t deserve a second chance, could this be what the man meant when he said that she would be stripped from humanity?

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( #`⌂´)/┌┛ Now you’re just mocking me!

Alright, you win. Cute little cup of milky. ヾ(¯∇￣๑)

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But I can fight you! And I will win!  ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

But you are cute, can’t fight you, won’t fight you.

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☠ Drabble list-- You can send one anytime.

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You're not allowed to show your forehead.

Throws you a selca.

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Miracles and Travesties ||  Sayanxe / Mxrukii

“Seventeen lines total to react the summoning circle needed. A large circle with a small square in the middle embedded with another circle and five triangles dotting the outsides. On each triangle, an object must be provided to link the physical world with the other realm -- the realm of demons.” 

Miyuki does as the instructions told, her hands tracing on the ground with the magic-imbued chalk she had created in order to carry out said summoning. The air lay still around her, thankfully, her hand steady as only the steady pulse of the candle flame lit the dark room of her apartment’s storage unit in the basement below the crumbling rooms; she was poor, yes, that was a given considering her occupation and rather lavish lifestyle, but the room was cozier than most and she preferred having a small area anyhow. It would mean less to take care of when moving spontaneously.

Anyhow, the summoning spell was one she had refused to test after the death of her late father -- an unfortunate mistrial, an accident to say in plain words -- and merely uttering the same words she had years in past left a vile taste upon the tip of her tongue. Nevertheless, she braved forward in her plan to prove to herself -- to her relatives -- she was hardly useless in the trickery of runes and energy called “magic.”

And with a simply incantation of Latin, the forgotten language spilling off her tongue as one would speak in their native speech, Miyuki waves her hand over, the chalk-drawn circle glowing with power as the dimensions of the worlds ripped and melded in two in that tiny space she had claimed as her own. 

”Veni, daemon conjuro te.”

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❤️: I'd date you

Hehe, cutie. I would of course date you whenever! Did I make your Saya-chan jealous?

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Wiggle wiggle wiggle. Tururut tuut

Wiggle wiggle?

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❤Milky

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watanabe miyuki | kamonegix remix

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put these in my ask box?

❤️: I'd date you

☁: I think you're cute

☻: I like your smile

☎: I'd like to text you

☀: I want to be your friend

❀: I consider you a friend

♫ : I like your music taste

☠: I wish you were dead

✍: I'd like to be your penpal

☿: I'd have sex with you

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Now Sayaka was just mocking her. Smiling gingerly, Miyuki stands up, book closed for good and placed beneath the table among the other stacks as she drags herself out of the couch and onto the floor instead. Feet planted on the ground, she hesitates, locking up her mind with a simple charm to give both her and the raven some privacy for the night; she kept no secrets from Sayaka, but everything she wished to keep private was contained, sequestered by an elaborate spell from the beginning of their relationship. “Good night,” she thinks back with a hollow chuckle -- a sound more like wind blowing through pipes than an actual noise. “Sleep well.”

          Unlike the time when she was still locked up in the world filled with nothing but white, all alone with nothing but silence, Sayaka’s mind could never be quiet no matter how much she wished. She could read her summoner’s thoughts, could hear them all the time no matter how hard she would try to stop it, and even now as she tries to sleep, she could hear Miyuki’s wish to be able to speak. Could hear the secrets the brunette would rather keep and Sayaka couldn’t help but feel disgusted to herself for intruding. ❝Good night.❞ Is all she is able to say, finally using her voice rather than just her mind.

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          It’s times like these that Miyuki wishes that she could be vocal, let the continuous flow of her voice soothe her familiar into a peaceful state of mind, or at least start an incantation without Sayaka knowing to help her douse to prevent such ill thoughts. She wished she were vocal since everything that passed through her mind, and everything that went through Sayaka’s mind, jumbled and mixed until who’s desire was what was unknown. “The ability to adapt is a skill we both require, and besides, I would like to move to Tokyo one day -- but if you remain adamant, we can stay here. Either is fine with me.”

         ❝Hard of hearing aren’t we, Miss Watanabe?❞ Lips frowning as she pulled the blanket up to cover her body from the cold, not that she minded to begin with, Sayaka rolled to her side to face the sofa instead.  ❝As things are right now, you hardly have enough money to spend on your clothes, no? I can read your mind no matter how hard you try, oh dear summoner, and I know there are many other things you wish to have rather than a new apartment. The rent here is cheap, so stay here.❞ Body curling in, knees to her chest, arms wrapped around it, Sayaka sighed, somehow unable to force herself to sleep anymore.  ❝You are the magician, and I am your familiar. It is me who should get used with how things are and adapt, not you.❞